Sticker Booklet

BrierMae Ossont

  • Poem: Should Lesbians Recycle?

    Poem: Should Lesbians Recycle?

    I’m perturbed about my mother and recycling. I’m even more frustrated by my inability to make these narratives come together under one roof. My mother is a homophobe. The U.S. exported 881849048.74 pounds of plastic waste alone in 2024. What will I do for her? There is nothing better than a ziplock bag for what…

  • Poem: Birdsong

    Poem: Birdsong

    Over the month of February I found myself forgetting the five steps in my apocalypse-resistance plan. It’s a good plan, or at least it was during the period from October-December when I hopefully suspected the cacophony of news headlines would sing their song and then reduce back to garbled clucking. My hope was optimistic and…

  • Poem: Where the Wild Things Are

    Poem: Where the Wild Things Are

    I am ledges on cliffsides. /my nerves are hoofbeats, bleats / of skinny mountain goats…

  • Poem: Naked Oohnue

    Poem: Naked Oohnue

    Secretly, she is glad I still love birds and jobs. Other things we love now, still: dependable shoes, pressing our chins into textured surfaces, smoke plumes, and finding ways to be more naked.

  • Abundance Time

    Abundance Time

    I heard a warning in the weeks leading up to graduation that the year after leaving college can be the most existentially challenging in a young adults life. And, I expected a similar dynamic, that college would become the “easy years” in my mind. Instead, I’m faced with a harvest that is constant and a…